berserk fanfic

Guts succeeded in saving his friends during the third Eclipse, but he had to pay with his own Life. Instead of being swallowed by the Vortex of Souls, he was pulled by the Lifestream into the world of Gaia. Reborn as Johnny, Guts is given a second chance by the planet. However, this world is also facing its own apocalypse. With a new connection to the Lifestream, the return of Puck and Ivalera, and a meeting with the Flower Girl of the Cetra, he must make a choice. Will he fail and be broken again like in his past with Casca? Or can his sword save Aerith from her future and change the fate of the world? "Hello, I’m writing this mostly as a hobby. I feel sorry for Guts, especially in the final chapters where Casca is kidnapped again, and how stressed and broken Guts has become. As for Aerith, who dies in Rebirth. This novel is simply a place of rest for both of them — a refuge for Guts and Aerith"

In an alternate reality of the Berserk universe where some natural laws have changed, we follow the story of Barkha who is a deviant born of a conception considered impossible between an apostle and a human. English is not my first language so bear with me, sometimes the grammar will sting but the regulars of my stories certainly already know that. I hope you enjoy reading and thank you for your time

A Scottish lad wakes up in the burning city of Fuyuki, all of humanity has been killed off. He now has the memories of another Scottish lad and all of his knowledge and power when it came to magecraft. Oh, and the soul Herakles residing in his own. Fucking Ainsworths. Fucking Shirou Emiya. Well, whatever - Nine Lives Bitchez. Insert Story. https://www.patreon.com/0Jordinio0 -Feel free to support me on Patreon.

En un mundo amenazado por Oleadas, cuatro jóvenes son invocados como los Héroes Legendarios. Naofumi Iwatani, el Héroe del Escudo, es marcado como “Demonio” por la propaganda de la Iglesia. Sin sistema de juego, con progresión realista y un Escudo consciente, Naofumi deberá sobrevivir siendo astuto, usando magia de soporte, trampas y su creciente grupo. Los cuatro héroes son más inteligentes que en el canon, pero conservan sus personalidades, lo que genera roces pero también colaboración forzada contra las Oleadas. Naofumi adopta a Raphtalia y Filo como hijas bajo esclavitud (con compasión), construye su poder a través de recolección, fabricación y experimentación mágica. El Rey lo ve como herramienta estratégica pero teme al poder eclesiástico. La historia explora temas de resentimiento, redención, manipulación política y el costo de la ira. (etiquetas: tate no yuusha, shield hero, el héroe del escudo)

A random NEET, Isekai’d to Westeros, as Guts from the Berserk Universe, With a proficiency-system…

guts from berserk reincarnated in the world of demon slayer see how his strength grow and kills muzan

After a long battel with Griffith and the god hand, Guts dies succumbing to his grieves wounds however fate has other plans for him as Monty Oum reincarnates his soul into remnant. will the struggler effect the likes of fate and causality, and change all of remnant or raze it to a darker path?

Sophie Wexler transmigrated into a novel about The Galaxy, becoming the vicious, F-rank Healer-class cannon fodder. The original owner constantly caused trouble and made things difficult for the female lead, earning her the hatred of the entire internet. Upon transmigrating and seeing that everything had been ruined by the original owner, Sophie's only thought was: "What kind of nightmare start is this?!" To escape the original owner's fate, Sophie Wexler worked diligently, conducted herself conscientiously, stayed away from the male and female leads, compensated the soldiers harmed by the original owner, and strove to be a model citizen of The Galaxy, absolutely refusing to be the cannon fodder 'offed' by the Imperial Marshal! Broke and powerless, Sophie also had to support a man who'd been innocently dragged into the original owner's mess. She had no choice but to hustle. She started live streaming, became a masked singer, and held concerts. At first, netizens were scornful: 【Tsk, how good can she possibly sound?】 Later, the netizens were forced to eat their words. 【Damn, that's so good I'm on my knees!】 【What the hell, the violent episode of my Disorder Period has actually been soothed?!】 【The toxins in my Spiritual Sea have actually been eliminated!】 Her live streams went viral, the masked singer became a huge sensation, and tickets for her concerts were snapped up across The Galaxy. Sophie was content, thinking, "This time, I must have finally escaped the original owner's fate, right?" But what do you know, the man I've been doting on and supporting is actually the Imperial Marshal?! --- One day, Yancey Forrest came home to find that the boisterous person who was always claiming to be good to him was gone. His eyes darkened. Provoke me and then think you can leave? After catching her, Yancey traced his fingertips along Sophie's neck, smiling gently. "Why run?" Sophie trembled. "You... you're the Imperial Marshal?" His identity exposed, Yancey Forrest took her hand and slowly placed it on his own neck ring. "You know I won't kill you, don't you?"

A mission gone wrong sends military doctor Han Lei tumbling through time, straight into the arms of a fallen Prince in a war-torn era. With a bizarre excuse to keep a doctor by his side, the battle-scarred general finds himself completely undone by her soft words and gentle hands. Han Lei's wish is to earn silver and marry a strong man. The Prince’s wish is to seek development and marry a gentle wife. Two people, four desires, who will bend first? --- She's a dignified modern woman who crossed through time. How could she stand by and let these ancient fools bully her husband? He's a national hero, yet nearly got himself killed over that damn loyalty of his. She asks him: "What are you thinking?" He answers: "My heart is dead, you know what I am thinking." She curls her lips, turns to leave a sentence: "Then what are you waiting for? Go do him now!"

"This is the first time—and the last." That's what Asher Keating told her, cold-faced and buttoning his shirt, after one night he never should have had. Leah Sinclair was no one. A broke college student buried in debt after her grandmother's surgery, selling her evenings at a high-end escort club just to survive. She wasn't supposed to end up in his bed. He wasn't supposed to come back. But he did. After the second time and the third, Leah cursed viciously in her heart: "Damn man! You really can't trust a word men say." Many years later, Asher looked at Leah sleeping beside him and sighed to himself: "Sure enough, you shouldn't be with the same woman more than three times, or you'll really be in for it." Was it possession... or affection? A choice that began as a transaction but became true love, with only the wish... to never forget their original intentions.